"Qianxue Mountain Lin Ziyun faced off against the centennial son of Tiangang Palace, and invited two contestants to appear. A referee on the pitch announced.

Baisui Zi is not an old man, he is very young, with a delicate face and fair skin, like a turbid son. Lin Ziyun is better than snow in white, his black hair is like a waterfall, and his whole temperament has brought a change to everyone. Where he stands, he puts a lot of pressure on others, like a magic mountain. His body was ignited with fighting intent, and it seemed that he could soar into the sky.

The battle between the two began, and there was a lot of talk from the audience.

"I think the myth of the Xiuzhen myth should be over, the opponent is too strong. The talent of the hundred-year-old may be weaker, but the years of cultivation are long enough. He lost the last game, and there must be no possibility of keeping his hand this time, but I don't know how long Lin Ziyun can hold on. ”

"Brother Dao, don't talk too much. Some people are born with miracles, just because they are legends themselves, a legend. ”

Wang Mu stood at the bottom of the field, clenched his fists, and said to himself: "I believe Brother Lin, he will definitely be able to do things that ordinary people can't do." ”

Zijuan was also muttering to herself, she looked at Lin Ziyun, revealing a determined look. "My brother won't lose, he said that if he wants to get a place, he will definitely get it. ”

The dragon god moon is like a moon god fairy, not to be desecrated, clear and graceful, fluttering and flying. She pinched a glass jade wine glass, and looked at Lin Ziyun as if nothing happened, without any fluctuations.

The hundred-year-old son is known as the second in Tiangang Star, which is really extraordinary. Lin Ziyun felt a lot of pressure on him, and his fists were still a little painful when he fought with him just now. The Purple Qi Technique was not a high-level technique after all, and the purple mist that spread across his fist was sloppy and difficult to maintain. Lin Ziyun directly used the colorful fairy sword to perform the Yuan swordsmanship, the sword light was like a dragon, he opened and closed, and the dragon walked in a tiger step. His fighting spirit is high, his blood is boiling, and he uses Yuan swordsmanship as if he is a demon venerable, invincible, as if opening the sky to split the sky, opening mountains and rivers, and cutting rivers and seas.

The natal magic weapon of the hundred-year-old is an emerald green wooden staff, exuding a glowing green glow. The hundred-year-old man recited the recipe in his mouth, and a layer of green fairy light flashed on his body. Immediately, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a stream of blue-green water vapor turned into a lifelike dragon.

"Roaring ......"

The dragon opened its mouth and roared, and it hissed. Lin Ziyun used his sword qi to support a sword aura field, and at the same time, the sword array laid out by the Yuan Sword Technique was filled with endless sword qi.

"Boom ......"

There was a deafening sound, and the dragon opened its teeth and claws, and was extremely irritable, like a primordial true dragon rampage in the sword array. Lin Ziyun was in the middle of the sword formation and was hit by the dragon transformed by the immortal light, and he only felt that his internal organs were churning. He originally thought that after a long time, the dragon's momentum would weaken, but he found that he had far underestimated the horror of the Five Elements Spirit Root Wood Spirit Root. He had flipped through the classics and knew the horror of the five element attributes, such as the wood spirit root, which was known as a healing spiritual power, and had an increased effect on urging magic weapons and spells. Lin Ziyun is now facing against the hundred-year-old son, and he understands the horror of this attribute talent more clearly. The spiritual power of the hundred-year-old seems to be endless, giving him a feeling of facing nature, only feeling that he is small,

Lin Ziyun didn't dare to be careless, and blessed the swordsmanship with the immortal word trick, and used the flowery curve swordsmanship. At the same time that the hundred-year-old son brought him pressure, he had an epiphany of the subtleties of swordsmanship in the extreme realm, and he suddenly opened up and touched the true meaning of this swordsmanship. Yes, he comprehended a hint of sword intent.

Sensing the change in the aura on Lin Ziyun's body, Bai Suizi was frightened for a while. The opponent was too terrifying, and under his pressure, he comprehended the sword intent.

A trace of sword intent pervaded, and Lin Ziyun's whole person was like a simple and sharp sword. This wisp of sword intent is incomparably terrifying under the addition of the immortal word trick, and the flowery sword technique is beginning to appear. The green Jiao was trapped in it, and the dense sword qi was vertical and horizontal, crushing it into powder.

"Oh my God, is this still a human being? The breakthrough in the battle has not stopped, and now he has even comprehended the sword intent. He's still a monk in the Qi refining period, right? It's so terrifying, and the future achievements are really unimaginable. ”

"What is a genius? No genius can be taken for granted!"

"It's hard to say whether success or failure is still good, and there are still a lot of killer tools that have not been used. Even if Lin Ziyun comprehended the sword intent now, it might not have much impact on the situation. ”

Many people in the audience who paid attention to this battle had a lot of discussions.

What kind of person is a hundred-year-old son? Dongtu's peerless genius is proud of his contemporary. Except for a few people in the foundation building period, he has always been a transcendent existence. He has his pride, and he firmly believes that he is strong. But today, what's going on? First he was a nobody, Tao Chai, who had never heard of his name, gave him a defeat, and now it was Lin Ziyun again. Tao Chai is okay to say, after all, he is a genuine monk in the foundation building period. However, Lin Ziyun was only a mere Qi refining period cultivator, even if he was a cultivator, so what? Challenging his prestige as the second ranked Tiangang Star, the hundred-year-old wanted Lin Ziyun to know the gap.

The momentum on Baisuizi's body increased a lot, and he held the emerald green bamboo cane in his hand, and directly killed it with the strength of his strong flesh.

Lin Ziyun only felt that he was in the midst of the wind and rain, like a lonely boat on the sea, and he was almost unstable on his feet when he was impacted by that powerful momentum. Lin Ziyun hurriedly ran the purple qi technique, and the purple qi appeared all over his body. He didn't want to be passive and chose to take the initiative. He wanted to try to see if the immortal word formula could bless the true spirit change, and the two extremely powerful magic tricks were cast at the same time, and Lin Ziyun was like an immortal phoenix flying out of the primeval world.

The red wings, blooming endlessly, appeared around Lin Ziyun's body, and strings of red law chains emerged. He carried his wings and soared into the air, like a god-king. At the same time, Lin Ziyun's hands had red blood flames rising and falling, and he waved his fist prints, and his momentum was monstrous.

"Boom ......"

The two bombarded together, and Lin Ziyun kept retreating, spitting blood. He couldn't resist the attack of the hundred-year-old, and his body floated. Lin Ziyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and propped himself up with one palm. He laughed miserably: "Sure enough, you can't underestimate the heroes of the world, but the battle has just begun." ”

For a moment, there was an inexplicable movement in the Four Great Dao Palaces in Lin Ziyun's body, which made him can't help but want to perform the true skill of Fu Immortal, but fortunately, Lin Ziyun held back. He had just tried to bless the True Spirit Transformation with the Immortal Character Formula, but it really didn't work. Without thinking about the reason for the time being, Lin Ziyun recited the recipe in his mouth, and urged the three thousand swords of the flying immortals with the colorful fairy sword. Lin Ziyun has sword intent on his body, at this moment, three thousand swords are flying immortals, and the sword rain is falling from the nine heavens, Lin Ziyun is dashing, like a sword immortal in the dust.

This blow consumed two-thirds of Lin Ziyun's strength, and he felt a sense of prostration. He understood that this was his last killer weapon, and if he couldn't defeat the hundred-year-old, then he would probably have been defeated.

Lin Ziyun didn't dare to be careless, he did his best, and he had already blessed the three thousand swords of the Flying Immortals with the immortal word formula. Lin Ziyun didn't have the energy to notice Tao Chai, the white-clothed boy in the field, and looked at Lin Ziyun with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Bang ......"

Lin Ziyun squinted his eyes and looked at the area where Baisui Zi was, the fairy light dissipated, and a straight figure gradually appeared there.

"The hundred-year-old son is too strong, and Lin Ziyun's blow is definitely impossible for most of the foundation building period monks to take. ”

"The myth of cultivation is worthy of its reputation, even if Lin Ziyun is defeated this time, he is also defeated because his cultivation years are too short. Moreover, this Lin Ziyun seems to be so terrifying before he has even cultivated the exercises. If he really enters the foundation building period, won't he be able to challenge the Feather Transformation Realm monks?"

Many people are lamenting this showdown, some are amazed by Lin Ziyun's talent, and some people who stand on the side of the centenarian sneer at Lin Ziyun, saying that he is not self-sufficient.

Lin Ziyun frowned, although he thought that a hundred years old should not be able to take this flying immortal three thousand swords that fused sword intent and immortal word formula. But the enemy is too strong, and he has nothing to do. Shaking his head, Lin Ziyun sighed.

At this time, the centenarian who was standing on his side did not speak or move for a long time, and finally many people noticed that something was wrong.

"Bang ......"

The straight figure suddenly fell to the ground, which surprised many people. Lin Ziyun's smile faded, he felt tired, his body was weak, but he was more happy. He won, this battle was really not easy, and the spiritual power in his body was almost completely exhausted. If the hundred-year-old could still use spells, he would definitely not be able to resist it. It's a pity that the hundred-year-old couldn't catch the three thousand swords of the flying immortals, and Lin Ziyun stood at the end.

This battle is extremely important to Lin Ziyun, he has comprehended the sword intent, he has not yet experienced this change, if he can be given a little time to digest it, he will definitely be stronger. Lin Ziyun is looking forward to what will happen when he becomes stronger and faces stronger opponents.

At this moment, Lin Ziyun's state of mind has changed a lot. He no longer thinks that Yuan Tian, Qi Tianzi and others are invincible. He even had a slight desire to face off against these truly top talents, and he realized what it meant to be stronger, and he was incredibly eager to be stronger. Strength will bring changes to people, not only to himself, but also to his thoughts and his state of mind.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. Lin Ziyun faced all kinds of masters, his heart was agitated, he couldn't wait for time to pass faster, and he was looking forward to fighting against the strong.